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Spoons


 

Shinny metal

thats cool

when touched,

round and smooth

like a ball

 

Dipped

And scooped so many times

Laced in spit

holds the food

 

Now it’s

slimy and stained

with crusty food

at the bottom of the sink

ready to be cleaned



 

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